You taught me how to fish
You taught me how to throw a ball
But, you were never there for me in hard times
You never talked to me when I talked to you
You alway came up with excuses not to be there
And during these hard times im in now
You are nowhere in site
But you still want me to call you dad...

fred ill be here for you. just keep thinking positive for me hun and the doctors will make sure your better

Good poem homie.

Keep ya head up, don't get fed up.

(((((fred))))) Best wishes to you

Fred my dads the same way bro!!!

keep your head up fred

you know that sounds just like my dad, he was hardly ever there for my sisterss and i, and now hes there for me,, wow after all this time, when i had surgery 2yrs ago he was there every single day and that was a suprise, my mom and my dad actually had a communication after being divorced for 31yrs, even though they did talk but not like they did when i had my surgery... ypu know the song of cats_n the cradle by harry chaplan... that song my oldeer sister used ot play on the piano, as that remind her of our dad and it does to the t

fred ,i hear you man ,my ole man left after the viet nam war,yea i found him after 30 years ..he still sucks,look ahead and dont let the past drag you down because it will if you let it ..take care

thanx everyone